I question and wonder why
The beauty standards are so high
It makes me want to shed tears and cry
To let out all the feelings inside
But I don't know how to do it, don't know how to fight
And I lie, and I lie, and I lie
That I'm okay, that I'm really just fine
When I'm not, I need someone to love, that type of guy
I want to let it out, but I'm too shy
I'm fighting internal storms, don't know if I survive
I wish there was a person who would sing me a lullaby
And I watch as I slowly say all the goodbyes
To the people that left during my darkest times
I shed tears as they ignore and text dry
Look around and there is no one nearby
Yelling for help yet there is no reply
Waking up with those red, tear-stained eyes
Yea, I want to be pretty, but it's a waste of time
But with a face like mine, there is no where to hide
I struggle through those sleepless nights
Those serums don't work, but I deny
Accepting myself, I've already tried
I stare up at the starry sky
The stars illuminate memories that won't subside
Whispers that were lost in quiet light
I wish I could've been that bright
Yet I'm still searching for solutions in a silent cry
Wishing I could shine like the moon up high.
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I feel like this poem is definitely relatable considering the fact that many of us have our own internal battles inside ourselves. And the ones you are talking about particularly in your poem, is sometimes how I feel, and I assume others have too.
''I question and wonder why
The beauty standards are so high
It makes me want to shed tears and cry''
I love how you perfectly rhymed the poems, which is always a struggle for me. But you did it so fluently. And it is true that beauty standards are indeed too high in this modern society. If you want to look good, then you have to look a certain way which is not very positive.
''When I'm not, I need someone to love, that type of guy
I want to let it out, but I'm too shy
I'm fighting internal storms, don't know if I survive''
I love how this poem just doesn't focus on one particular thing, it focuses on a wide variety of things that the narrator is thinking about, which really highlights the title really well.
This poem is really beautiful and I enjoyed it. I've also looked at your other poems as well, and I really enjoyed them too.
I'm so glad you enjoyed it!! Thanks for the awesome feedback and I appreciate youuuu!
I absolutely love the title drop in your poem. It comes at the right moment and it fits so well!
"To the people that left during my darkest times" oh that is such a painful thing to experience.
I feel like this poem really expresses how it feels to be a teenager. All the despair and pressure, to fit in, to be pretty.
I get especially emotional here:
The fact that it's rhymes weighs almost as much as the content!
I used to think like that too " I want to be pretty, but it's a waste of time"
But I've come to realise, if I just want to be pretty for myself it's not a waste of time. I can get the pretty nail polish and pretty lipstick. I can put my hair up in the way that I wanted to all the time but I felt like it would be too much work. I want to look into the mirror and think yep this does look good on me. Just for me.
I wonder what is meant by this: "Those serums don't work"
It makes me think of I don't know these beautiy products from influencers or something?
I think these two lines are especially pretty:
Hope you're having a lovely evening and happy holidays!
Aw, I%u2019m so glad you liked it! For the serums part, it%u2019s like so beauty products don%u2019t have a good effect on your skin, causing worse symptoms, and some just don%u2019t work lol
Happy holidays and I appreciate your feedback!!
Imo this poem perfectly represents the struggles faced by people in the entertainment industry. It could also be a metaphor for being left alone, not being true to yourself, not knowing yourself or your whereabouts, etc.
I really love the sentence "The beauty standards are so high." What are those beauty standards, you may ask? You know how Hollywood, record labels, and companies want everyone to look pretty until they're dropped. That's the whole point; the media industry is a beauty contest where anyone who doesn't look "pretty" enough is doomed to hell. I believe that those beauty standards are also forced onto teenagers who willingly buy these albums, movie, etc. andhave to copy their image. It sucks how the media industry works now.
"The people I left during my darkest times" could refer to those who don't befriend you because they don't align with you and your values. Yes, you want yo be loved, but loved by who? The people you hate you even though you don't know yourself? Do you know who you're supposed to be? It doesn’t matter, because you can’t fit in with anyone, let alone anyone you deal with in life. It sucks to be yourself.
I feel that writing a poem about how much it sucks to be either yourself or someone you're not is really troubling for some. I believe this poem does a good job of conveying those feelings, and is relatable for so many people. 5/5
Thanks for your thoughts and feedback, appreciate it
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